The Use of Masks
Text: Garry Benson Images: No information available One of my favourite places is Venice where my friends Francesco and Sarah Aidone own the Dalla Mora hotel, a cozy little gem in the Santa… Continue reading
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365 Places: Amsterdam
Day 6: Amsterdam, The Netherlands Today I am back in Europe, in another city that I love, Amsterdam. I have visited Amsterdam twice – once in 1999 when I was on a Contiki… Continue reading
7 tips if you Want a Career in the Arts
Originally posted on Tracey M Benson || Bytetime:
A few people have asked me recently about what advice I would give a young person seeking to embark on a career in the arts. I…
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365 Places: Redcliffe
Day 1: Redcliffe, Queensland Australia This lovely hand coloured photograph was taken at Woody Point around 60 years before I was born. Woody Point is one of the hamlets on the Redcliffe Peninsula,… Continue reading
365 Places: Launch
Over the past few years, I have watched with great interest friends and fellow artists who have created visual diaries from taking photographs of their everyday life and themselves. Many of these projects… Continue reading
Framing the mountain
Originally posted on Remote Connections:
I have thinking about ways of framing, or creating a sense of knowledge about a place where I have never been before. It is less that a week…
How to Avoid Jet Lag
One of the things that challenge many travellers is jet lag, particularly over long distances. Unfortunately for us in Australia to see most of the world involves ‘long haul’ travel. It is not… Continue reading
Bushwalking near Canberra
Canberra is surrounded by some very beautiful bushland and mountains, making bushwalking a popular weekend activity for locals and visitors alike. There are lots of walks you can do, particularly around Tidbinbilla Nature Reserve… Continue reading